I had in the cask for the great election of Dashmore and Egerton.

I have little left of it, and I never give it but to old friends like,--for, I think, Sir, though you be grown stout, and look more grand, I may say that I've had the pleasure of seeing you before." "That's true, I dare say, though I fear I was never a very good customer." "Ah, it is Mr.Dale, then! I thought so when you came into the hall.

I hope your lady is quite well, and the squire too; fine pleasant-spoken gentleman; no fault of his if Mr.Egerton went wrong.

Well, we have never seen him--I mean Mr.Egerton--since that time.

I don't wonder he stays away; but my Lord's son, who was brought up here, it an't nat'ral like that he should turn his back on us!" Mr.Dale made no reply, and the landlord was about to retire, when the parson, pouring out another glass of the port, said, "There must be great changes in the parish.